Falling For You

Chapter twenty-one: Uh-Oh and going public

"Morning." Nina smiled, walking into Harry's kitchen. I smiled, and put a plate on the table. "Hungry?" She asked. "No, this is Harry's breakfast." I replied. She nodded, and sighed. "How much does Harry pay you?" She asked. "Uh, why?" I questioned. "Well, I need a job, and since y-" "Nope. no. My job, is mine." I cut her off. She nodded, and went to the sink.

"Good morning." Harry smiled, kissing my cheek. "Hey, Harry, how much do you pay Bella?" Nina asked. "Nina, I told y-" "two hundred, why?" Harry replied, cutting me off. "Well, I need a job. And since you and Bella are dating, I thought maybe I could take her job. But I totally understand if you say no." She answered. "Bella has worked for me for three years. I don't think I'm ready to let her go quite yet." He smiled.

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"Bella! Door!" Nina yelled. I ran to the door, and opened it. "Bella, hi, Harry rescheduled for our meeting today." Mr. Osborn smirked. "Harry!" I yelled. Please come, please come, please come. "Mr. Osborn." Harry said, walking next to me. I guess Harry noticed something, because he moved me behind him, so I was out of sight, and reach. "Come in." Harry said.

"Bella, I would like to talk to you." Harry said, in a monotone voice. I nodded, and walked into the living room with him. "I don't want you in that room with us." He said, once we were out of sight. "Trust me, I don't want to be in there." I replied. "So, Nina w-" "So, you put my sister in there with him?" I asked. He nodded. "My sister was practically raped just two days ago. And now, you will put her in a room with y-" "She will be with me. You know I will not let anything happen to her." He replied. I sighed.

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Harry's POV

"Uh, Bella said you wanted me?" Nina questioned, walking into the dining room. "Yes, Nina, this is Mr. Osborn. Sir, this is Nina, Bella's younger sister." I replied. "Lovely to meet you." Mr. Osborn smiled. "So, what does Bella do in these... meetings?" She asked. "Make some food. Maybe, like, I don't know, choose something." I replied. She nodded, and ran into the kitchen.

"What happened to Bella?" Mr. Osborn asked. "She's feeling a bit queasy today." I replied. "She seemed fine when she opened the door." He smirked. "Sir, Bella isn't feeling well. She told me she needed to lay down. She didn't get much sleep last night. She was very worried." I lied. He nodded, and smiled.

"Here you go." Nina smiled, putting a plate on the table. "Does she sit? Or leave? I mean, I could leave, if you want, or I-" "Nina, sit. It's fine." I replied. She nodded, and sat next to me. "So, on with the meeting, I-" "Harry!" Bella yelled, running down the stairs. I looked to her, seeing tears on her face. "Bella? What's wrong? What happened?" I asked. "Oh, I forgot, you're in a meeting." She replied, walking back up the stairs.

"Uh, so... let's continue with the meeting." I said, unsure of what's going on. Mr. Osborn nodded, and took out some papers. "Nina, your phone vibrated." I smiled. "Oh, it did?" She asked. I nodded. She took it out, and I saw a glimpse of the text.

Bells: PG

"Uh, I'll be right back." Nina said, rushing out of the chair. "I have no idea what's going on, probably some sisterly things, continue." I smiled. Mr. Osborn nodded.

Bella's POV

"And you're sure?" Nina asked. "Yes, it's right here." I replied, pacing the room. "What if it's wrong?" She asked. "It's not wrong." I replied. "How can you be so sure?" She asked. "We did everything right. On days we didn't, I would take the pill. on days we did it right, I wouldn't." I snapped. "Okay, well, what if it... I don't know, broke? Or there was a rip?" She sighed.

"I can't tell him." I whispered. "What? Bella, you have to tell him." She replied. "I can't. He will flip." I answered. She shook her head. "No he won't. Just tell him." She replied. "I'll lose my job, I'll be even more homeless. I'll be made fun of more in school. I-" "Bella, stop. You don't know that. Harry won't fire you. He'll take you in his house. And... being made fun of? Seriously. I think you have more to worry about than that." She replied. I nodded, and sighed. "I have to tell dad." I sighed. She nodded.